I am 22 years old and working
in a software company and my husband is a business man.. I am one of the
beautiful girls in my company. I got beautiful, long, thick, silky hair
and used to go to company with neatly combed and I used to make it as plait. Some days I used
to go with pony tail and on those days I can see some guys going mad by looking
me and my beautiful hair.
We got married last year, for
the first six month we were enjoying our married life but then my husband used
to say no colleague of mine should not come to home or I should not roam
with them but I did not care about those rules and we were enjoying.
One fine night in bed my
husband was lying beside me and playing with my hair and in our conversation I
told about my new trainee and I uttered his comments about my beautiful
hair and I further told about my colleagues comment on my hair, he asked so
your hair makes u
beautiful and it is the
one which attracts other males to u, I said yes and after an hour we slept.
After two days my husband
called me and told he got a new offer from one of his client that is our visit
to goa and our stay in the weekend and all the expense are to be provided
by them and so he told me apply leave on Saturday.
I made myself prepared for
the trip mentally and physically and our journey started on Friday night
and we reached hotel in the morning and we were taking rest. My husband
told he will get some snacks
for us and he went out and bought some parcels and kept it in one shelf and we took
bath, we went to visit the beauty of the place and while eating dinner he
told me that he is going to shave my head tonight and I was shocked to head
about that
and I started to cry since it
is a public area I controlled and went to room. once I stepped inside I started
my argument but nothing helped he said if you to live with me you
have to do this or else if u want your hair divorce me.
He asked what do u
want- me or your hair. I said hair.He told that’s good first come to bath
room with me you need some preliminary steps to be followed then he took
me to bathroom and asked me to remove my dress and I did after that he gave me
a nice shower bath with shampoo and took me to bed room and asked
me to sit in the chair in front of dressing table then he took that bag which
he kept in morning when he bought snacks. That bag contains one straight
edge razor and pair of scissor a comb and a white towel.
He took the towel and covered
me till neck, he took the comb and started to comb but since my hair is
thick and wet he feels difficult so he thought of waiting till it gets dry
so meantime he started to press my boobs and my hair started to fly once
it is dry I looked more beautiful at that moment. Then comes the worst
moment after partition he put a rubber band on one side and made it as a
ponytail and the other half he started to cut it from end to top with
help of scissors and comb and once it came to my nape he stopped and took some
more water and
applied water droplets was
leaking in my face and he took straight edge razor and started to move it on
one side and hairs started to fall on my lap once he stopped his work he
lift my face and asked to see me in mirror, I was shocked to see me one
half of my head is with ponytail with waist level thick, black, silky hair
neatly combed and other half of my head is totally BALD.
Then in a minute without
removing my ponytail he started to wet my rest half portion of hair from root
level then he massaged after that he took the straight edge razor and
starting from my fore head he moved the razor and sideways and finally my
back and that ponytail dropped in the floor from my head. He took it and kisses
and told my wife’s beauty is in my hand now.
Then again he gave me a nice
bath and shaved my armpits too in bathroom. I went home with bald head and
in Monday morning I went to office with bald head those who looked me with
long silky black plaited hair saw me with bald head some will come to
office specially to see my hair and my beauty but those people are shocked to
see me bald without any prior
information and they
started to make fun of me.
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